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Yang Fan simply wrapped Long Xuejian's wound with a piece of cloth, but the position of the wound was a little too awkward.

Yang Fan's ears turned red, and he looked embarrassed. In a flash, he retracted his hand.

"Why don't you do it yourself!"

Avoiding Long Xuejian's gaze, Yang Fan turned his head to shift his attention away.

Yang Fan turned around and looked at the shy Long Xuejian, unexpectedly believing him so.

Of course, Yang Fan wasn't that kind of person, or else he would have already done it.

"Alright!"

Resisting the embarrassment, Yang Fan quickly bandaged Long Xuejian's wound.

Long Xuejian was around twenty years old, and her figure had developed to perfection. That young and vigorous man would even be moved if he saw her.

"Do you know the name of some healing pills?" "Grade three and below!"

Yang Fan wanted to use his pregnancy pill technique to refine a few pills, but he had no idea what kind of pills were available.

"Why do you ask?"

Long Xuejian was now able to sit up, tidying up her clothes, and asking with doubt at the same time.

"Just say it!"

"Third-rank?" There seems to be a pill called the Healing Pill! "

"Alright, I understand. Wait for me here, I'll be right back!"

Of course, Yang Fan couldn't possibly concoct a pill right under Long Xuejian's noses. Otherwise, how could he explain it?

He spread his wings and flew out of the cave, arriving at the cliff. This place was located at the highest point on the outskirts, and was able to overlook everything here.

"Callus pill formula!"

"Callus information:

hemostatic flower

three clematis

trifolium herba, radix

"A water type magical beast of the second step?"

However, this was just a small matter.

In the System Dimension, he quickly found the required medicinal ingredients. These were all ordinary medicinal ingredients, and there was a huge pile of them in the Dragon King's collection.

Yang Fan was somewhat regretful. Why didn't he take away those gold and silver treasures, and only took some medicinal herbs and battle skill manuals?

After swallowing all the medicinal herbs, it was as if the pregnancy pill technique was about to be unlocked.

If those alchemists who painstakingly cultivated their pill techniques found out, they would die from anger.

Yang Fan spent ten minutes to refine nine calli, three times to concoct pills, and three times to rest.

The consumption of soul force for the pregnancy pill technique was too great. If too much was used, it might have a significant impact on the soul.

Yang Fan still used the safest method.

He returned to the cave and gave the pill to Long Xuejian.

"Where did you get it?"

Long Xue's pretty face was full of suspicion, as she looked at Yang Fan without blinking.

"You don't need to worry about that. This pill should be able to help!"

The system's storage space was the perfect place for him to store the elixir, so he did not have to worry about the elixir's loss.

"Are you an alchemist?" Third-rank? "

Yang Fan was not even sixteen years old, and he had the strength of a Dou Huang, and he was a third tier alchemist at that.

This sentence completely overturned Long Xuejian's view of geniuses.

"I already said, you don't need to care about that!" Yang Fan repeatedly emphasized that if the matter of the pregnancy pill were to be known by others, it would definitely cause quite a big commotion.

Long Xuejian consumed a medicinal pill. The effect of the callus was very calm, and as the medicinal efficacy rapidly recovered her wounds, it would only bring an itchy feeling.

Long Xuejian sat cross-legged as she refined the medicinal strength of the pill.

A surging presence emanated from within, carrying with it a trace of majesty.

The Qi condensed on top of Long Xuejian's head, forming the shape of a golden dragon.

"Dragon pulse?"

"Hahaha, human, I've found you!"

In the depths of the mountain range, quite a bit of restlessness had appeared.